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When I think of Fantasy Fairies, are there usually two main types: “Fairies of the Light”, and “Fairies of the Dark”. For me, “Fairies of the Light”, have their Kingdoms of the Flower, in the Realm of Daylight. Whilst “Fairies of the Dark”, have their Kingdoms of the Lunar, in the Realm of Moonlight. So what kind of Fairy, do we have here then? As this Fantasy Fairy, and her “Silhouette in Moonlight”, strikes me as very unusual!First: this Fairy’s shape is defined through nothing but a silhouette. The lack of colour does not deter from the fact that this is a female Fairy. Second: this Fairy is sitting upon a large Toadstool. The lack of divide between the Fairy and the Toadstool, does not confuse my eyes [i.e. you can still tell “which is which”]. Third: this Fairy appears to be blowing Butterflies [from her right hand]. Thus, do I infer that this Fairy is a Flower Fairy! Yet, it is when the Fairy is taken with the Moonlit background, that this Fairy opens the doors to Fairy Glamour 🙂 As with two eyes in Fantasy, can it not be seen, that this Fairy is as big as the Moon? Or that the Toadstool, is the King of the windswept Meadow? With two eyes in Reality, can it not be seen, that this Fairy rests upon her Toadstool? Or that this Fairy, plants the seeds of this Meadow, upon this windswept Earth? With two eyes in Fairy Magic, can it not be seen that, I gain a sense of detail, from this Fairy’s silhouette, where there is none-upon the Fairy? Or that this detail, could indeed be nothing, but a Fairy and her Landscapes of a Dream? As with two eyes in Fairy Lore, can it not be said that: with “Gusts of Wind”, in trails of red, and trails of white, three spells be cast – one of Fairy, one of Moonlight, one of Midnight’s Realm, Fairy Delight 🙂

Some may say that a King’s Army – has little to fear. Others may say, that a King’s Army – is fear itself. Yet others may say, that a King’s Army – cannot be conquered! And so perhaps, that may be true. But within this Fantasy Land, it is not! For within this Fantasy Land, there lives a Dragon – whose Armour, is as hard as Rock:

It was upon a Day of Destiny, that a King’s Army – met this Dragon. At the Forte of a Castle, in the Greens of the Wood. At the Falls of a River, in the Rocks of the Flow. A Dragon came, to test the might – of this Army and his Knight. With Spear and Throw. With Crossbow and Shoot. These are the weapons; that these Knight’s did choose. With Sword and Thrust. With Snare and Hold. These are the weapons; that these Knight’s did wield. In Battle Steel, with Capes in Red. In Command of King, with Iron of Will. This Army came! In Thick of Hide, with Powerful Wings. In Teeth of Talon, with Grinning Bite. This Dragon came! What of the Knights? They held their Stance. They aimed their Lance. They fought this Dragon, the best they could! A circle of Knights, from all-around. A Mythical Beast, for Bow and Cross. They fired their volleys! What of the Dragon? He held his ground. No arrow pierced. He beat his wings. No sword could bite. He lashed his tail. No stance could hold. Frederick fell! He bit through snare. He reared so high. With powerful flick. Did Robin fly! What of this – Dragon’s Fight? All day for Knight. Our Knights did fall. All lunch for him. Our Army no more! No chance for King. No Castle could Keep! A Mountain of Rock – this Dragon of Rent!